It's like you keep stuffing food into your mouth even though you're no where close being hungry. And after that, you'll be so guilty about the extra pounds you're gonna gain.

It's like we're supposed to be close friends. But we walk in a 2-2-1 fashion, with you being the 1, feeling so pathetic and extra to the extent of smsing someone who's barely 2m away from you.

It's like putting up a strong front, and pretending that everything's alright, even though you know you are very screwed inside.

It's like shrugging everything off and pretending you're cool with him not talking to you for no random reason, even though you really want to know what the hell is going through his fucked up mind.

It's like pretending you're totally alright with people entering and leaving your life just like that even though you seriously feel like asking why.

It's like pretending to be enthusiastic when you're actually quite sick and tired of all these crap that should never happen to anyone.